A Season of Miracles

This December started out on a low note with my Dad learning that the chemo he had been on wasn't working.Today was a reminder of just how many miracles December has brought to my family.

Of course December should always be good, with Christmas, the birthday of Jesus, wonderful music and decorations and the many family events, but often the reality is, December can be a tough month. For women especially it is a season of too many things to do in too little time.

Today is December 17, 2013.
On December 16, things looked very bleak for my Mon and Dad. They were given an incorrect statement about Dad's next type of chemo not being covered by insurance.This chemo costs more than Scott and I make in gross income in a month, so you can imagine how overwhelming this was for my fixed income parents.

Today, after many phone calls, my mom had the news that Dad's chemo was approved by the insurance company and their copay for this month was low enough that they could afford it.  No one knows what the next month will bring--so much changes in everyone's insurance in 2014 due to the "Affordable" Care Act..

It was one of those days that you know the Maker of the Universe is on your side. Dad will get to try this strong but effective chemo, and that made Christmas come early for all of us this year.

December has a history with us. Around this time in 2000, we were interviewed by Alexis' birthparents who were making one of the hardest decision a birthparent can make: who they would choose to parent the child they would soon bring into the world. We didn't know we were selected until December 27th, but that entire month was special as we hoped to hear good news for Christmas.
 
On December 17, 1993, my spouse had his first brain surgery for a pituitary tumor. Today he celebrated the 20th anniversary of this first step in what would be a journey back to health. I would not meet Scott until 3 years and a few weeks later, after he had recovered enough to return to work.

So we hope this Christmas brings miracles of your own to you. God cares and he is nearer than we know. As my twelve year old explained to us one day: "The glass can never be half full; the other half is overflowing with air molecules. So the glass is always overflowing." So too is December overflowing with blessing this year.

Wishing all a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year,
Jewels